Kid Curry - Cyclone
WaitI had a revelation bout the future
I'm in a spaceship, I'm going super
I be like elon musk with a max iq
You be riding the wave like a scooter (rrraa)
I'm with the aliens, I'm with the shooters
Laser-beam ray and it cannot be newer
Stuck in the Milky Way with the Homo sapiens (yeah yeah)
Chasing the bread like a cougar yeah
B-b-bitch, huh? I'm a cyclone (bitch)
Yeah, hop on the court, I go iso (rrra)
Wait, fuck all the fame, I just like O's (cash)
Wait, jump in the srt, where will I go
Yeah, aye
Cyclone when I be chopping my head off
If you on my dick better get off
I saw you bleed when I beat yo ass up
Better start wiping that red off
You made a single that shit was atrocious
Why you so mad it got shit on
I might just put your career into motion
I ain't even got a lid on
Aye
Been rapping since a youngin
Making the diss tracks, I had em running
Remember the days I was starting that beef
Them bitches had that shit coming
Sparks coming outta heads
Watching em burn up like it's an oven
Imma pu in a g650
Shooting my glock up in London (pow)
That shit blow
Clipping his body like winslow
He not one of us
That lil boy he a big hoe
When I take aim
That boy he doing the limbo (grr, grr)
He stuck in the past (wait)
I might go pull out the (wait what)
I might go pull out the
I had a revelation bout the future
I'm in a spaceship, I'm going super
I be like Elon Musk with a max IQ
You be riding the wave like a scooter (rrrra)
I'm with the aliens, I'm with the shooters
Laser-beam ray and it cannot be newer
Stuck in the milky way with the homo sapiens
Chasing the break like a cougar, yeah
B-b-bitch, huh?! I'm a cyclone (bitch)
Yeah, hop on the court, I go iso (rrraa)
Wait, fuck all the fame, I just like O's (cash)
Wait, jump in the srt, where will I go
Aye
Space, riding, feel like, Zion
I might, fly in, to the, moon
I'm a, comet, I just be flying around like a rocket
You can't, stop it, pushing my way to the front like a mosh pit
I got a couple of M's, but imma go take your money if I want it
Don't try to make amends, the next second I just know you gon talk shit
Nah don't even hit send, you is oppa, look how you walking
Wait, bust in yo crib with a knife, yeah I ain't got time for knocking
Nah, nah, I ain't got time for knocking
Once I let my bullets whistle I see bodies dropping
Doppelgänger in this bitch, I feel like time stopping
Blood flying slow motion, look like kernels popping (yeah yeah yeah)
Wait, wait, revelation bout the future, uh
Aye, wait, space coupe going super, uh
Huh, wait, aliens and the shooters, uh
Look, look this ray gun it can't be newer uh (grrr, pa)
Hold up, lil bitch, I'm a cyclone (too too too, bitch)
Yeah, I, hop on the court and go iso (rra)
Bitch, fuck all the fame, I just like O's (yeah, yeah)
I might jump in the srt, and go psycho
Written by:
Arin Kumar
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